Chapter 102

The atmosphere of the museum in the center is still very tense.

No one dares to fire the first shot.

Some daring hawkers seem to have found out, so they plucked up the courage to drive their stalls to the street near the museum.

"How much is the water?"

"20, no bargaining."

"Why don't you rob it?"

"I It's just robbing. "

The peddler took out a gun and gently put it on the cart.

Not everyone can get it.

The man looked at the gun on the car, thought about the knife in his hand, swallowed his saliva, swearing, took out money to buy a bottle of water, and then turned away without looking back.

This place is really not for ordinary people.

The cruel reality has extinguished the treasure seeking dream in the hearts of countless people.

"How much is the water?"

Lu Wen came to the stall and asked.

The stall owner looked at Lu Wen's guns and tactical knives pinned to his waist, and instantly changed his smiling face.

"Two yuan, we are conscience merchants, no matter where the price will not rise."

"Then Come on, let's have a bowl of sand ice. It's very hot. "

"Sit down for a moment!"

"The location of your stall is not bad, but it's dangerous."

"Well, wealth is in danger."

This is a long street.

On the left side of the street are biomimetic groups and on the right are gangs.

The museum is at the end of the long street.

The stall is at the beginning of the long street.

All the way through.

"A fake gun can only scare the timid." Lu Wen looked at the gun, and the work was OK.

The stall owner was stunned, then said with a smile: "it's better to have something than nothing. Today's income is equal to that of the past week. If you change the place, you can't find such a good business. What kind of flavor do you want?"

"Taste Whatever. I can't taste it anyway. "

The so-called taste sense of bionic human is just some analytical instruments.

Judge whether the saltiness is appropriate and whether the taste is delicious.

It's still too hard to achieve the human taste.

Lu Wen sat in front of the church for a long time, maybe not long. He thought that the fight here had not started.

So I decided to come and have a look.

"Your sand ice."

"Well."

Lu Wen took a taste. According to the implanted memory, he imagined what it would be like.

There are many results of systematic analysis, such as apple flavor, sweet taste, additives and so on Further analysis, half of the periodic table can be analyzed.

"Are you looking for that treasure, too?"

"Just look around and it doesn't matter if you have it or not."

Gradually, fewer and fewer people came and went.

It's time to come.

Those who shouldn't have come are forced to give their heads away.

The members of the executive board retreated a little and watched from a distance. The order they received was to maintain order and use weapons only when necessary.

Obviously, they can't maintain the order at the scene.

Gang and bionic human organization, the two fight, the most happy is the executive board.

"Brother, I think I may need to withdraw!" Looking at Lu Wen, who was still eating sand and ice, the stall owner said in a low voice, "it's getting quieter and quieter. Look at this, we'll have a fight later."

"Didn't you notice that your car was leaking oil?"

"Ah?"

The stall owner was stunned and squatted down.

When I got up again, I turned pale.

"This When did the oil leak start? There are no other marks on the road

"This is a no man's land. I dare not be presumptuous when it's better off-road. Let me have a look at your dining car in this shape It's a miracle that you can drive here. Who knows when it started to leak oil. No explosion means you're lucky. "

"But it's going to be a fight. This car is very expensive I What should I do? "

"You see, life is always like this."

Lu Wen shrugged.

Ignoring the owner's sad face, he continued: "when you think you make a lot of money, the car is gone. When you think you are different, someone suddenly tells you that you are no different from others."

"I didn't think I was different." The stall owner is about to cry. The tangle on his face is like a tangled earphone cable, which can't be solved.

For today's sake, he can only run on his own and leave the cart behind.

But that's a big loss.

"I'm wrong. I'm greedy. I shouldn't have been driving all night to earn this money."

"You see, this is life." Lu Wen tasted the sand ice again, and his tone was flat. "You think you've got a lot. In fact, what you've got is only what others put on you, and you've never fought for anything, because you think it's a pity to die if you try again.""Brother, what are you talking about?"

The stall owner really wants to cry.

I thought this man was a master, but I didn't expect that he would talk about it all the time.

"I I'd better go first. Life matters. "

The stall owner just wanted to leave.

A shot broke the long silence.

The ensuing gunfire was heard all the time.

Here we go.

It's a fight between the awakening bionic organization and the gang.

They used abandoned buildings on both sides of the street as cover.

Some are inside the building, leaning against the dark windows.

Some of them set up sniper guns on the high buildings. Before a single bullet is fired, don't kill the sniper on the opposite side.

"Fool, how can you put up guns in such an obvious place? You don't know how to use so many abandoned buildings. Even if no one in the slum teaches you professional knowledge, don't you know how to look for war movies? I really dislike my long life. "

Lu Wen shook his head.

I don't think it's fresh, so I turn around and continue to eat sand ice.

"It's a fight, brother. Stay down! Get behind my car Although the stall owner wanted to cry, he whispered to Lu Wen.

"There are always all kinds of disappointments in life, so these people come to this place to seek stimulation. When they arrive, they find that they can't intervene in this place, and then they go back to live a day-to-day life." Lu Wen stirred the sand ice in the plastic bowl and melted it.

"Brother, didn't you take any medicine when you went out today?"

The main part of the stall collapsed.

His place is really a hindrance. It's at the beginning of the long street.

Now there's a guy with mental problems sitting, talking to himself all the time. He's a living target to attract fire.

"Bang!"

A bullet passed Lu Wen and hit the stall truck.

The stall owner felt his heart tremble.

He carefully stretched out his head to look around, chaos, bullets hit those abandoned steel and concrete, stir up bursts of dust.

"Fortunately, no one noticed here No, that What's that? "

On the third floor of the abandoned high-rise building in the middle of the street, a gang guy, holding some kind of weapon, slowly turned to their stall car.

It's like trying power.

Lu Wen looked around.

"Oh, well, it's just a grenade. Don't worry."

He turned back and continued to eat the sand ice, looking calm.

The stall owner was in despair.

Now the end of running, it is estimated that it will be beaten into a sieve.

"I'll be famous all my life. Do I want to die with a guy who is not normal? This guy is still a man! "

Lu Wen tried to scoop up the last bit of ice.

Everything else turned into water.

He contentedly pushed the plastic bowl into the cart and wiped his mouth with two napkins.

Then he pulled out the gun at his waist and fired at will without looking back.

The figure on the third floor fell from the window, his body smashed a circle of yellowish dust on the ground, and died.

"This Is that the real strength of number nine? "

On the side of the window of an abandoned building, Chen Qing's body trembled slightly. He was afraid. The sound of the firefight was not far away from him.

But he did his best to hold his hands and keep the quality of the video.

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